是风
It is wind
牵动着时间的扉页
That is pulling the head page of time
是雨
It is rain
扯拉着岁月的沟痕
That is hauling the furrow of years
转眼春已到
In an instant spring is here
遥远的苍穹 暖燃
The distant welkin is warmly burning
风鸣中哀愁的汽笛
The sorrowful whistle in the singing wind
长长的载走了岁月
Has carried away the years
长长的载走
And carried away
幼稚的梦幻
The childish dream
